It shatters my slumber, the voice through the monitor. "Gramma. Gramma!" It's still dark. Sigh. Why can't she pull her own blanket up or reach the pillow from the floor? I scootch up high and swing legs over and around the cat. I palm the walls, slide heel-toe down...
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crystal blue persuasion
Grace has brought a blue-topped spiral notebook as well as two big containers—one of markers, one of crayons. She’s drawn a yellow sun in the left corner, and I smile because the prelude was called “Sun of my Soul.” We missed the prelude. “Be sure to put the top back...
for when you’re really scared
Have you ever been scared? Not just a little scared or just said that you were scared to death of something, but really scared. The kind of scared where you're genuinely afraid for your life? I have. I was a young guy, about 17 years old and in my junior year of high...
once upon a time there were three bears. or just one.
Sometimes ordinary moms turns into mama-bears. Just threaten our children and watch us craze. On the upper doorposts of the rooms that hold our family, or that held our family before kids grew up and left, yet still hold one more kid, there are mama-bear tracks....
complete in Him
She stands on the thin, white carpet, anxiously waiting to salute the judges...
reflections from a waiting room
Her name tag reads “Colleen.” She wears blue scrubs, and the...
the silence and the tears
I’ve long been impressed by the power of the shortest verse in the Bible....
got manna?
God has some wild imagination. Just picture those hapless Israelites, out...
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